The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through. The Birch Path was a canopy of yellow and the ferns were sear and brown all along it.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4939 | 2019-03-01 10:41:51 | 65.56 | 97% |
| 4491 | 2019-02-23 16:02:09 | 62.73 | 96% |
| 4117 | 2019-02-20 05:05:03 | 68.16 | 97% |
| 3903 | 2019-02-18 10:56:33 | 62.24 | 95% |
| 1316 | 2018-10-28 16:25:28 | 58.61 | 97% |